Dear Diary,
I use to have an old friend, his name was Mr. D. He was about 84 years old when he passed away. When I was little he use to take care of me and buy me things. He invited my family to go on a trip somewhere far. I don't remember where it was but I was about 6 and Mr. D was able to conduct a train and he let me sit in his lap while the train was going. He passed away about two years ago and I miss him a lot. Whenever I see trains it mostly brings back that memory when I was little.
I use to have an old friend, his name was Mr. D. He was about 84 years old when he passed away. When I was little he use to take care of me and buy me things. He invited my family to go on a trip somewhere far. I don't remember where it was but I was about 6 and Mr. D was able to conduct a train and he let me sit in his lap while the train was going. He passed away about two years ago and I miss him a lot. Whenever I see trains it mostly brings back that memory when I was little.